Volcanic Sphere

The supernova came forward.

Master!

“Long time no see.”

A middle-aged man with a large flag was standing at the front door of the Sachu branch.

Like a house built by a crow, the hair of a bungee foot, a rag cloth that looks like it's been warmed up a hundred times, and a huge bump in the waist. Either was a middle-aged man with no ordinary corners.

He was Zhang Ilsan, the master of the supernova. The name of the flag he was carrying was a symbol of pride and professionalism.

There was a battlefield.

Hundreds of unarmed people were all elites of the White Army. The entire white specialist moved here.

As they looked at the supernova, they roared.

“Long time no see. Rumor has it. ”

“You said you beat the Gumura Dragon? I can't even call it a Zunglongdragon anymore. Ah! It's been a good time. ”

“Still, the rumor is that the Zunglongdragon is a good match. It's really fascinating when you're drunk and your eyes are fluttering. ”

“Ah! That's rotten eyes. Take a good look. Don't you think your eyes are still open? ”

An elite of white specialists roars as they look at the supernova.

The politeness is not as rude as the appearance of the claws.

“Damn it! I can't believe I have to see these faces again. ”

“Wahaha! Why? We're good. ”

“It's a good cocksucker. ”

The supernova spits on the floor. But it wasn't such a bad look.

Mt. Zhang Il laughed as he looked at the supernova.

“I've had a lot of trouble taking the priests with me. ”

“Well, no hard work. Are you here with all the power you need? ”

“We should. The destiny of Kangho will be broken here. ”

“Anyway, you're welcome. ”

“You've done a lot of good. ”

Master and disciple looked at each other with hot eyes.

Zhang Il Mountain's body was more energetic than ever. He smelled the battlefield here.

Turning to the disciples of the centurion, Zhang Il said,

“This is our battlefield. I will fight to bury my bones here. Are all the angles there? ”

“Absolutely, Moonmaster. ”

“We are prepared to die. ”

The disciples of the centurion exclaimed loudly. Until just now, he was completely shattered, and he was determined to change by one hundred and eighty degrees.

The supernova smiled a little.

This was an example of a white specialist. It usually lives freer than anyone else, but in front of a lifetime called paganism, it looks the same as the wolf that revealed it.

Zhang Ilsan shouted.

“Great! Build a Node here. Everyone moves.”

“Old!”

The disciples of the centurion moved quietly with a buzzing answer.

Zhang Il threw a huge Baek Seung-yeon airplane in his hand.

Open it!

A curious expression emerged on the face of a supernova who had taken a battlefield victory.

“Why are you doing this? ”

“Do you think I'll carry it at this age? Go ahead and take it with you. ”

“Phew... Phew! ”

At the end of the day, the eyes of the supernova shook.

The Baek Yeon Wing is soon to become the symbol of the Baek Specialty. Handing over the battlefield also meant believing in supernova as much as possible.

I filled my tongue with the thrilling supernova of Mt. Zhang Il.

“You don't have to be so impressed. How long can I not carry this heavy thing? Now my back hurts and I can't hold it long. ”

“Master.”

“Still, I was good at winning abusiveness. I'm glad you're doing your part now. ”

Zhang Il San turned around with compliments. He took a step inside, leaving the supernova behind.

The lonely supernova looked at the battlefield in his hands.

“I will certainly not be ashamed of this flag. ”

I felt the weight of the whole muscle on the battlefield. It was the weight of honor and grandeur accumulated by the centuries-old masters.

A long time ago, Chongyeon, who had been savoring the Baek-war, stepped into the Sackju branch.

It was early in the morning, but there were a lot of people walking around in the Sachu branch. Their natural gaze was directed towards the supernova.

Among them, there was a single egg that belonged to a non-trading party.

Although he was originally tasked with protecting the current Jinn, after the current Jinn left here with Damho, he was floating without any other duties.

“Secondary death penalty. ”

“Ah! Just a hawk. ”

“I don't think that was a blackout in my hand..... ”

“You're right. ”

“So Master Jean is here? ”

The eyes of the Short-eared Egg were wide open.

Supernova replied with a smile.

“Yes! Master is here. Leading all the white specialist disciples. ”

“Ah!”

The egg sheds its elasticity without even knowing it.

“Go quickly. Master will also want to see the falcon. ”

“Yes!”

Along with a strong answer, a single egg jumped. Then I stopped and looked back to see if I had any thoughts.

“Second death! ”

“Huh?”

“It fits. ”

“What's wrong?”

“That flag, the Bamboo Wing……. It's a good fit.”

The face of the egg was red all over. But it was too far away for him to notice that.

The short-haired egg leaps into the huddak, and the lonely supernova smiles.

I didn't feel bad. No, it was good.

“Anger.”

I felt the power in my hands.

On the other hand, there were those who watched him from afar. The woman who covered her face with cotton on her bent body was a penis.

“That's a battlefield. ”

A complex and subtle light came to mind in the eyes of the penis.

For the Unbelievers of the Jungle, including the Moorish Blind, the Baptist era was a symbol of glory and victory, but it meant humiliation and defeat for the Unbelievers of Democracy. The majority of the pagans were still burning their anger on the battlefield.

Even though he had a moderate tendency, the penis was also unmanned by the devil. She couldn't feel comfortable watching the World War II.

“Phew!”

His penis sighed.

If it is known that there is a battlefield here, the pagan will run with more energy.

“Before that, we must secure the sacrament. ”

First of all, it was my job to find the residence of the current door.

* * *

The progress of the war has come to Damho.

“Brother!”

His face was full of laughter. Ever since he met Damho again, he has always been single.

I also asked if the Yellow Gate was so good, but the dust was not bad. It felt good to be under the same sky as Damho.

“What's going on? ”

“That's it. Can I sit here? ”

The advancement pointed to the side of the wall with his finger. Damho pretended to sit on his head. Then the advancement sat beside the cold dam.

“Hehe!”

I burst into laughter. Jingyeo did not try to hide his laughter. Standing in front of the dam has always been honest.

“How have you been? ”

“How are you? because you and your sister will take good care of it. ”

In the meantime, the eyes of the Progressive Dust were pretty deep. I thought so much on my own that I became that mature. Still, standing in front of Damho was always a step forward as a child.

“I've also learned how to fly. ”

“Yes?”

“Yes! I am a good soldier.... General Debtor handed it over to me. ”

"I'm proud of my progress," said the Minister.

I was a little confident after I learned to be a good soldier. Such confidence was manifested with a face.

Damhoe looked at the progress of the dust.

Like a child who wished to be praised, the dusty woman looked at the wall with her humble eyes.

Damho reaches out and strokes the head of the Dust Progress.

“Well done.”

“Hehe!”

Progress laughed.

Damho's hands were rough and cruel.

For others, it was a dreadful hand that brought death, but the dust could feel the warmth of a stalk in it. I missed that warmth so much.

“I'll see to it. Operate the Oriental Soldier. ”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

The Progressive Liberation Army replied forcefully and sat on the throne of the Cabinet. And he operated a misfortune soldier.

It's only been a few months since I learned to be a good soldier. Achievements have been marginal. However, Jingyeo operated a misfortune soldier with the power of his own soul.

I felt a slight aura in the shear.

"Move."

The Jin Jin moved to fulfill his aspirations.

The Orthodox Soldier literally meant to operate five energies. It was important to harmonize the five energies well without putting them away in any of the five places.

Dam Ho watched as the advancement of the defenseman ran the misfortune ball without a word. I felt the energy of one stalk move.

The energy was so weak. But it was pure. It was as clear and clean as the Holy Spirit of Progress.

Damho grabbed the context of the progress. Then I felt the energy inside the advancement was clearer.

‘Hot energy. The energy of the poisonous fire is strong. ’

Maybe I didn't know it was natural.

Since childhood, Jinbo has been cooking in front of a hot furnace. He became accustomed to fire without even knowing it, and became easy to accept its energy.

Compared to the energy of anger, the rest of the energy was weak. In particular, I could hardly feel the aura of the circus, which became angry and dramatic.

Damho tried to feel the power of progress by concentrating his mind more. It was clearly felt that the energy of anger was driving the rest of the energy and illuminating the whole body.

The energy of anger means rising. There was a trait to keep heading up. The energy of anger is too strong, so other energies are drawn to the head of the progress. So the face of the advancement was red as if bloody.

“The fire is light and hot, so I try to take my place above, but the water is heavy and cold, so I take my place below. The same is true of the mind. Thoughts as hot as fire are directed upward, and reason as negative and cold is directed downward. ”

As soon as I heard the words of Damho, the body of the progress trembled. As if it were a drought dandelion, the words of the Wall were precisely the point that progress so longed for.

“It's simple to collect the number of energies. To bring down the cold reason, the tree will bloom, and the tree will take root in the earth. The tree will kindle a fire, and the fire will melt the metal, and the loop of the cycle will be completed. ”

Damho did not know the misfortune warrior. However, it was not so difficult to penetrate the edge of one anvil when it reached the pole.

That's what Dam Ho said now.

As the monogamy rises to the horizon, another fugitive comes into view. The same was true of the Mistress Soldier.

Just by checking the way the progress was managed, I accurately identified and communicated the essence of the misfortune soldier.

The body of progress trembled. The teachings of Damho provoked him.

At this moment, Damho injected an aerodynamic force into the body of progress.

This was also a great adventure. His manoeuvre, which he built with dark air, had a very destructive tendency and could not be infused into another person's body. So he was also extremely reluctant to inject his inner air into others.

But at this moment, I felt that it would still work. Nothing in particular changed the doctrine of the Dark Heart, but I was strangely confident.

Damho followed his feelings.

It stimulated the misfortune of advancement with a dark spirit. The energy accumulated by the misfortune soldier in front of a rough and devastating giant energy was forced to conform.

“Hmm!”

A new voice flowed out, rubbing the lips of the progress.

It seemed like a huge fire was shining all over my body. The durability of the dam burns the tablecloths built up in the body of the Dust Progress by dragging the vigor of the misfortune soldier around.

The tableware and impurities that were blocking the blood flow collapsed without beating the durability of the wall.

Damho had nothing to go through.

A number of energies were created against the energy of anger, the energy of the neck sprouted, and the energy of the earth formed the foundation. With the addition of the energy of gold, there was finally a strong shape of the misfortune soldier.

That's how Damho took his hand out of the context of progress.

It was hard the first time. When the dam-ho burst into the water, the misfortune warrior began to circulate.

I didn't even know how far progress would be achieved. However, it will be able to reach quite high ground under his own efforts.

When the ball reaches the edge of rising, it will be a great help on the way to progress.

‘You go the way you want. Even if the path is a thorn field. I will do the same..... ’

My thoughts became clearer.